A Conversation About Jail Experience
Young Malcolm:
What was jail like?
Frances:
Not really very much fun.
Young Malcolm:
What was the food like?
Frances: [smiles]
You're getting it.
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Unexpected Emotions and Feline Realizations
Frances:
Your wife of long years, who only days earlier wanted to murder you, has experienced a sudden and mysterious shift in feeling for the good. Is that not noteworthy?
Franklin:
I guess so. But Frances?
Frances:
Yes?
Franklin:
I'm a cat.
Frances:
I know that.
Franklin:
I'm a cat living under a bench, and it's raining, and I've got worms and fleas and, you know, I'm not much concerned about anything besides the unhappy facts of my horrible -- my truly horrible, miserable fucking existence.
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Unplanned Parenthood and Its Consequences
Malcolm:
Can I ask you a very dramatic question?
Frances:
Yes.
Malcolm:
Why did you have me in the first place?
Frances: [pause]
That is dramatic. It wasn't planned, of course. I thought I couldn't have children, and had never wanted one. Then, when it happened, we thought your presence could help us come together. You were a last ditch effort, in effect. But then, when he saw you, it clarified something for him, and he turned away forever, from you and me both.
Malcolm:
But I shouldn't hate him.
Frances:
Your father is an emotional moron, but he isn't evil.
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Stakes of a Meaningless Game
Malcolm:
If I win, you take your bag and leave - alone.
Tom:
Wait a minute. What do I win?
Malcolm:
Nothing. Everything's exactly the same as before.
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A Question About Uncertainty
Franklin:
Hey, Malcolm?
Malcolm:
Yes, Dad?
Franklin:
What do you think of all this?
Malcolm:
Of all what?
Franklin:
Your mother wants to kill your father.
Malcolm:
Yeah.
Franklin:
Any thoughts on it?
Malcolm:
To be honest, Dad, I'd just as soon not get involved.
Franklin:
Nice. That's nice. That's family for you.
Malcolm: [clears his throat]
I guess what I really mean to say, dad, is: I don't know that it's fair for you to ask me to weigh in on something so personal as this considering the fact that I don't know who you are, have never known who you are, and not because I didn't want to but because you never so much as parted the curtain for me, never showed me the slightest preference or kindness, even as a child, when I worshipped you and all I ever wished for was for you to take me by the hand and walk me through any motherfucking park, pat me on the fucking head, for Christ’s sake was I that repellent a creature to you?
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Reflections on Devotion and Goodbye
Susan:
Well, it's all very moving, I'm sure.
Malcolm:
What?
Susan: [holds up a flower; she hands him the flower]
Your devotion to a woman who didn't hardly introduce herself to you until you were twelve years old. Your refusal to live beyond the rules she's written for her own benefit. You don't bring flowers to someone you're saying goodbye to, Malcolm. Please leave me alone.
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